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Drama more melodramatic, love more lovable, and tragedy more tragic! Hedwig and his Angry Inch, Annie rabble rousing about her “Hard Knock Life,” both progressives and traditionalists alike have limitless possibilities–when they can burst into song at the drop of a hat. A failed nun fleeing Nazi’s across Austria, or just “a steel town girl on a Saturday night” nothing is ever implausible. Dreams are realized and in spectacular fashion. Focusing on how life could be, should be, or if only it would be. With its rosy disposition (and often equally color blind set direction), musicals aren’t always taken seriously. Yet the genre is one of film’s true mavericks. Introducing audiences to characters and ideas, they’ve never experienced before.
West Side Story was ahead of its time, the Jets lament to Officer Krupke sang of ethnic gang warfare, junkie moms, mental…
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